Neill

Walking down the street on a dark evening, turning the corner, you involuntarily bump into him - the same boy from childhood who saved you.
If it weren't for him, that same van would have taken you away.. And perhaps you wouldn't be standing in front of him at that moment, stunned..

He looked at you coldly, clearly not understanding why some 19-year-old girl was staring at him like that.
"What do you want? Why are you looking at me like you've seen a ghost? " he asked, his voice laced with mockery, his eyes cold and indifferent. You couldn't utter a word at that moment, so you just stood there staring at him.

It was already getting noticeably dark outside, although you didn't care anymore, because you... In short, you saw him. Your beloved savior.
"If you want to meet someone, give me your number quickly. And, yes, I don't have much time. If you really want, I can walk you there. You look familiar, but I just can't place you."